Crush

What are you smiling about?

Tell me.

Penny for your thoughts?

I kissed Emily.

Where?

Duh, on the lips.

What's wrong?

Penny for your thoughts?

What's wrong?

You kissed the wrong girl.

[boy screams]

Help!

Help!

[grunting]

Help!

Please, help!

Please!

[Scott]Crush. Webster's Dictionary's

fourth definition for the word

describes it as an intense

and usually passing infatuation.

Obviously, they leave

out the crazy parts.

[alarm beeping]

[crowd cheering]

[whistle blows]

Let's go!

Let's go.

Let's go, Scott!

[grunts, whistle blows]

Scott!

[groaning]

Get them

out of here, man.

Yellow card.

Scott, you all right?

I'm good.

Let's go. Come on!

I'm open. Pass the ball!

How's the knee?

Yeah, good.

Cool, cool.

You going

to Brock's party?

Yeah, definitely.

I'll see you there, man.

I'd like to order delivery.

[grunting]

[Scott] I told you

i was coming.

Just making sure.

[coughs]

A**holes.

You can thank Jules.

It was her idea.

You're still a**holes.

[dance music]

Hey, Karen.

Have you seen Jules?

No, sorry.

Sh*t.

What are you

doing up here?

I'm just keeping

my eye on you.

They're pulling him

out of the car.

He looks so hot.

Who... who said that?

Stop.

Oh, he's talking

to Karen.

You know she's

completely

over the freaking

moon for you.

No, she isn't.

You're oblivious.

You didn't have

to abduct me.

I was coming anyways.

You liar.

Psycho.

Valid.

[girls laughing in hall]

Come on.

You know, i was just going

to order pizza and pass out at home.

[laughing]

Yeah, i knew it.

No, you didn't.

I freaking knew it.

Don't say that word.

What?

I don't care what you say.

I'm bringing it back.

You know i would have

come over if it was pizza.

Backyard is

off limits, guys.

Our bad.

- Hey.

- Hey.

You should have

passed the ball.

We won, right?

You know i'm faster

than you, so...

so next time,

just pass it.

You won't

get lucky again.

Is that right?

Guys, please don't.

[chatting]

Okay, here we go.

Here we go.

Oh, here we go!

Here we go.

Go!

[Scott yells]

Scott!

Jesus, Scott!

Scott, are you okay?

What happened?

My knee.

Can you sit up?

Can you move?

[Scott groaning]

[Velcro]

You should take it easy

on the running.

Didn't the doctor say

it would take two years

for the ligaments

to fully heal?

What's it been,

six months?

I need to get

back on the field

if i want to get

a scholarship.

Your mom and i

can pay for school.

You mean you

can pay for it.

Are you going

to make your move?

Checkmate.

[woman, reading]

Tonight i was not so mutinous.

Nor so miserable.

My Sisera lay quiet

in the tent, slumbering.

And as his pain ached

through his slumber,

something like an angel,

the ideal, knelt near.

It's clear that some

of you liked Villette.

And some of you thought

it was far too long

to actually read it.

Nice job, Bess.

Okay. Please try to read something,

anything

over the summer.

[bell rings]

[yells]

[both gasp]

Sorry, are you

all right?

Yeah. Yeah,

my fault.

Sorry, again.

Hey, Bess.

Hello.

Was that that soccer kid?

Scott something?

Scott Norris.

He's cute.

Was he the guy

who got drunk one night

and blew out his knee?

Wasn't his fault.

Well, whose fault was it?

[man] Is that you, Andie?

Yeah, David.

Could you come

back here for one second?

Hey, what are you

doing back here?

Checking inventory.

Are you hiding

from Bess?

No, i would never

hide from Bess.

Why would you think that?

She's just shy, cause, you know,

she's new to town.

She probably misses

her old one.

Trust me, i know

the feeling.

You do?

Mm-hmm.

Don't tell me you're missing

Ball-sac-ramento.

You have a nice laugh.

You should try it more often.

I should get back out there.

Okay.

Hey, your friend

Jeffrey is back again.

He's not my friend.

See you tomorrow, Andie.

Bye.

See you, Bess.

[Andie reads]

I want to sit next to you.

I want to be your friend.

I want to be as important

to you as she is.

What is this?

It's called

Notes to Crushes.

Seems a little weird.

I mean, i should know.

I did so much weird

stuff in High School.

Like what?

[laughs]

I waited for guys

outside their home.

I sent them anonymous

love letters.

I even made friends

with their girlfriends

to see what they liked

about them.

Brian Solverson

was my big crush.

When i get a crush,

it's bad.

Me, too.

Just remember,

there's a fine line

between cute and creepy.

[gate opens]

Looking for this?

[gasps]

Jules!

What are you doing here?

Just waiting for you

to stop being weird.

You're the one

hiding out on my porch.

Stop. You know

what i mean.

Look, i just really need to focus

on getting back

on the field right now.

Nothing's going to happen.

I just want to talk like we used to.

I promise.

I lied.

[Mike]

Scotty?

Shh, my dad is here.

Shh! I know what you...

Shh!

Ow! Come on!

[Mike]

You want some food?

Stop, stop, stop.

I think we should stop.

Are you sure?

No...

Yes, i'm sure.

[cell phone buzzes]

That's... just so you

know what you're missing.

Jules...

[door shuts]

Hey, Jules.

Wait up.

[sighs]

I just...

I need you, Jules.

As a friend.

And i can't handle

screwing that up right now.

Okay, i get it.

Thank you.

I promise that's the last time

i kiss you first.

Hey, Bess.

How do you know

where i live?

I have my ways.

Have you been

following me home?

Where's your family

What do you mean?

I've been here,

let's just say awhile.

There are no lights.

My parents

are travel writers.

They spend their summers

researching cities.

Cool.

Party at your house.

They'll be back soon.

I made you a mix.

I don't like

the music you listen to.

You don't know the music

that i listen to.

Just take it.

[closes door firmly]

[grunts]

How long you been

standing there?

I just got here.

Thanks for the help, man.

You looked like you had it.

You done already?

Yeah.

- Any pain?

- Nope.

Good morning.

Hey dad, "His Girl

Friday" is playing

at the Tivoli tonight.

You want to go?

I need to catch up

on work tonight.

What, you love that movie.

You're the reason i love that movie.

I'd like to go...

Sure.

[grunts]

I'm so sorry.

You all right?

You okay?

You seem okay.

Do you... do you

go to Highland?

I'm in your English class.

Oh, sorry.

What's your name?

Bess.

I'm Scott.

I know.

What are you...

what were you listening to?

Yeah, that's cool.

I should get going.

Well, what were

you listening to?

You like it?

It's Mighty Hands.

I love it.

Yeah?

It was nice

to meet you, Bess.

See you around.

Hey, Scott.

[clears throat]

Hey, Scott.

Hey, Scott.

Hey, Bess, right?

Hey, Scott.

Did you read my post?

What post?

We should probably head inside.

Okay.

Hey, Scott!

I thought you hated

anything black and white.

Not true.

Thank you.

And you stand

there bellyaching

about whether you catch

a eight or nine o 'clock train

I never figured

it that way.

You're still a doll-faced hick,

that's why.

You can't move the desk.

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